Instinct

Chapter 17

I sit motionless and chained to a wall by my hands in a cell. It's as if the moss is the thing that's keeping the bricks together. Ever since we came to Shore-meadow, I was dragged through the streets and the rich ass civilians spat and cursed at me which I happily returned. In three days I'll be having my trial which I'll probably just swear through. It's not like anyone I know will be seeing it, I attempt to shrug in vain, I sigh. I wouldn't have got caught if I hadn't made those needless bonds. At the end of the day I'm in this mess because I didn't kill em. I could've lived a happy life killing people for fun and selling weapons with my uncle if I hadn't even gone to that stupid school. I wonder if Dylan and Eden will continue to go to school, probably not. I hope Wolf's okay. I hope all of them are ok.

Since I'm giving my life to save them all. They better not do something stupid like try and save me or commit suicide or whatever. They should just live a peaceful life free of worries since I secured their safety and they're strong enough to fight the gang leaders and druggies and that. I just realised-

"What are you thinking about?" Autumn looks at me sceptically, I glare at the man

"That's none of your business." I growl,

"Wow not only did you name yourself after an animal you act like one." He laughs at my position. I used to be a godly figure and now I've been degraded less than a criminal, I sigh and look down counting the amount of cracks I can see in the bricks. 1.. 2.. 3.. 4.. 5.. the bastard makes me lose count and punches me, I glare daggers at his smirking face. "I ought to tame you, shouldn't I? well they do say discipline is the best teacher." He grins,

"Times must be getting to you seeing as how no one says that old man." I spit some blood by his snow white boots, he takes a fistful of my dark hair and bashes my head against the wall I'm cuffed to, "B-bastard." I breath out and let the darkness consume me once again.

I yawn and squint my eyes open, I look around only to find that I'm still in the cell and still not dead yet. Oh the joys of waiting to be executed. It's totally not boring. And it totally doesn't suck that my biological father or the owner of the sperm cell that makes up half of me is going to be the death of me after I swore vengeance. If I've been knocked out doesn't that mean the day after tomorrow will be my trial? Oh for fucks sake, I'm really contemplating on whether or not I should kill myself. I mean it wouldn't be that hard to bite my tongue off. Actually I'll just do that the day before my execution, the sight of my dead body will please people enough. I don't have to do much since I already look amazing. Maybe I should just ridicule myself in front of the court to make them doubt that I'm a killer and they'll leave me alone because I would be reacting like a retard *cough* Autumn *cough* would. I smirk, that doesn't sound too bad, but- I frown. Death isn't that bad, there's no point in prolonging the inevitable, if I don't die in this place I'll just die in some other place.

"OI GUARD!" I call out to the guard that standing in front of my cell, he doesn't look back, "GUAARD!" I call out again. He grunts but still doesn't look at me. I smirk so he's not easily distracted, what if I annoy him? "Guard. Guard. Gawd. Gard. Glaud. Gu-ard. Ga-re you kidding me. Oh my guard. Guard have mercy. Guard what did you do? Gard. Gawd. Gaw. Guard." Finally, he looks back, "excuse me Mr. Guard but I-" the guard cuts me off,

"Let me guess you need to go to the toilet?" he raises an eyebrow,

"What no!" I splutter, he sighs,

"then what do you want?" he asks bored, I think I annoyed him too much. Well blame all the little kids I ended up beating up when I was younger because they would do that to me,

"I forgot." He clicks his tongue and looks away from me, my eyes widen, "Dude talk to meeee." I plead, I'm so bored,

"I'm not supposed to." He states,